Abbie To The Rescue
•Mel's POV•

As soon as Abbie walks through the door of our apartment Sunday, the very next night, there is no fucking way imaginable for me to hide my emotions from her or myself this time.

This all started this morning. Since I woke up this morning I've felt a deep sadness radiating throughout my body coming from the very depths of my soul. I feel like I've lost, or am missing something, and I have no damn clue what it could be!

Then as the day passed my feelings and mood kept getting darker. By the time the sun set that night I could only exist in one place. Sitting on my couch in the dark in my living room and silently breakdown into a blubbering mess. A river of tears pouring down my face and dripping from my chin continuously for the last hour I've been sitting here.

I didn't even register in my soul-crushing grief the living rooms lights turning on some time later. My dead stare staying glued to the wall above the mounted flat screen tv unblinking. I didn't notice a single thing when Abbie sat down beside me on the couch, either.

The only way the poor child got my attention at first was by putting her hand on my upper arm and shaking. It takes Abbie a few more times speaking to me before my brain tunes back in momentarily, and comprehends each word.

"Goddamn it Mel Blu! Are you even listening to me? Tell me what the fuck is wrong with you right now! Or, I'll call Drake, and make him punish you until you tell me! Do I need to have someone killed, or what? You're seriously starting to scare the shit outta me!"

I finally register exactly what Abbie is saying after she finishes. A lone tear falling down my face out of the corner of my eye. A fresh wave of sobs following right behind. A giant ball of nerves instantly takes up residence in the middle of my throat. Making it damn near impossible for me to answer her without making the tears worse.

Only this time I can't go on like this anymore. I can't keep this shit bottled up inside me anymore, and I'm desperate for someone's help with it all. So, I pull up my metaphorical big girl thong, and forced the words pass my lips.

"Oh Abbie...I've fucked up so bad!" My tears starting to fall even faster just that quick.

"Oh My God! You're pregnant?!?" Abbie starts clapping her hands together excitedly jumping around in her seat. Shifting her eyes between my face, and my flat stomach.

At least she succeeded in shocking my tears away with that question. "What? No!"

Abbie seems to deflate at my answer her inner light dimming for just a moment. Until it starts coming back even brighter and smiles at me again. "Are you sick? Do you have cancer? Are you dying? Is it someone else you know that's close to you that's going through something?"

For the second time in a row she shocks me stupid with the questions. "Um, No?"

Abbie throws her hands up in the air fed up. "Well then I'm fresh out of ideas why you're acting this way! I've been racking my brain for months now trying to figure it out. I tried to give you all the space you needed at first. Hoping you would finally come to me with your problems once you were ready, but I can't wait around on you anymore! What's been going on Mel?" She ask using her stern, mothering voice on me crossing her arms over her chest.

I blow out a breath gathering myself and my thoughts quickly before I start to speak. Then I hold my index finger up between us. Indicating I'm making my first point.

"Let's see, it all started the night before your mom's wedding. The time Duke and I had a night filled with dirty, hot, mind-blowing sex until the sun came up the next morning."

Abbie perks up with a superhuman amount of excitement radiating from her body at the news. I hold up another finger in front of her face. Waving both of them back and forth frantically. Stopping her from talking, or asking anything until I get done.

"Second. If the copious amount of sleepless nights, and dreams of Duke since then wasn't bad enough. Last month I had the same mind altering experience with a Master X at the club. He told me his real name is Dean, but for the life of me I can't figure out one very important thing that happened while we were together. The man barely even touched me that night! The sum total of times his skin touched any part of mine I can count on one hand. And I was mutherfucking putty in his hands!"

Abbie changed her position on the couch when I stopped. Shifting sideway, and leaning her back against the arm of the couch. With her legs cross on the cushion in front of her. Fanning herself dramatically with an imaginary fan, and exaggerating her lips as she silently says "WOW".

Finally I hold up three fingers in front of her, but keep my eyes downcast on the floor as I tell her the rest. "Then, last night, Duke and Dean shared me together. Both of them telling me I'm exactly what they've been searching for, for years. I shamelessly gave myself completely to both men. I mean who wouldn't? But, I ended up giving more away to them than I fucking wanted to, damnit!"

"Holy Shit!!" Abbie let slip before slapping the palm of her hand over her mouth.

I let all the craziness I'm feeling inside me show clearly on my face as I look back up at her. "Since then I feel like I'm missing, or have lost, something very fucking vital to my survival! I still feel both of their bodies from last night like they're branded onto my skin. Except I shouldn't be feeling like this at all! I made a vow with myself to stay away from men after what happened with The Bastard. Not fall face first between two of them." I finish in one breath throwing my hands up in the air.

Abbie drops her hand from covering her mouth smiling like a loon. "Can I talk now?"

"Yep." I say popping the p childishly.

"Good." Quick as lighting Abbie reaches across the couch slapping me across the back of the head hard.

"Hey! What the fuck is that for?" I semi yell rubbing my stinging head.

"That's for not telling me about you and Duke the morning after it happened! I can't believe you've made me wait this long without telling me a single thing! How was it?" Her smiling face full of teeth as she wiggles her eyebrow at me suggestively.

I let my head fall back against the back of the couch cushion groaning. "So much better than any dream, or anything I could possibly imagine! I can't recall if the words even exist in the english language. Maybe Hebrew, or a dead language."

"HA! I knew it!"

I turn my head toward Abbie giving her a questioning look out of the side of my eye. To which she just shoves my shoulder. Making me fall across the couch.

"Don't give me that look. I knew the two of you would finally end up hooking up at some point, and once it finally happened it would be out of this world magical!"

"That's certainly once way to describe it." I mumble under my breath.

"Did you have the same out of this world experience with Dean the first time too?" Abbie ask me.

I honestly thought about my answer for a minute. Remembering every detail and feelings I had for the man that night in vivid technicolor clarity in my mind. Blushing a scarlet red the private movie was over, and I knew my answer.

"Oh yeah! Dean is a whole other planet in a completely separate universe. He's nothing like any other dominant I've been with, or around before. Like I said he barely touched me, but he completely tipped my world off it's axis."

"Now explain to me exactly what happened last night between you, and the two of them." She demanded seeming to enjoy my discomfort a little to much in my opinion.

"I'll tell you the same story Dean told me last night. After getting to know Duke he realized his new friend had all the character traits of a dominant, so Dean introduced Duke to the lifestyle. They started going to club and parties to learn the type of dominant they were, and exactly what it is they liked. Duke taking on more of a traditional dominant role with a fondness for Shibari. Dean is the total opposite. He's more into the more taboo fetishes. Mainly electro play with a bit of a sadist mixed in."

I take a breath and wet my lips before continuing. "Then one night fourteen years ago the got their first chance to share a submissive. Co-topping the single woman cohesively the entire night, and have been hooked on the idea ever since. Both of them admitted to looking for someone just like me until Dean left New York over six years ago."

Groaning I slam my head into the back of the couch again. Ruffly rubbing my hands up and down my face vigorously trying to make the prickly feeling go away from behind my eyes. One of the signs I'm about to start crying again.

"Duke said I was the rarest of unicorns. Even claiming I brought him back to life the night we fucked. Dean said I was the living image of his perfect fantasy woman made exactly from his mind. No sane woman can resist two alpha males with amazingly hot bodies, and gorgeous faces when they sprout bullshit like that to her!"

I glare at Abbie daring her to tell me I'm wrong, but instead she just shakes her head agreeing with me. Knocking the wind out of my anger sails without trying. I turn my gaze to my intwined hands in my lap. Watching my fingers as I finished telling her this part.

"I gave myself to the completely after that. One of the scariest parts happened while they were fucking me at the same time. I swear I could feel and hear both of them inside me. Opening a connection so deep between us it felt like they were mixing together with my soul. As soon as the connection was finished between us I've felt lost and alone ever since." A lone traitorous tear falling from my eye when I finish.

"Oh Mel!" Abbie moves immediately wrapping her arm around my shoulders and pulling me into her side. Taking my hand with her other one. Interlacing our fingers together and squeezing trying to give me comfort. "I'm so sorry."

I laugh humorlessly. "I must be a sorry sack of shit as well. Falling for not one, but two guys so damn quickly! When I know I'm probably going to get my heart broken again in the end. You would think I'd have learned this lesson already by now!"

Abbie release me moving back to her previous seat glaring at me in all seriousness as she goes. She keeps the evil death stare in place for a couple of minutes. Making me start to sweat and nervously squirm around where I'm siting.

"Ok, I guess it's that time for me to repay you the favor and give you the same piece of wisdom you gave me not so long ago. For the rest of this month I want you to put every thought, feeling, and memory into a tiny box in the back of your mind. No more imaging and daydreaming of the hot sex, it's not healthy for your sanity, trust me. Just focus on feeling and getting back to your old self, and while you are doing that I want you to think of the answer to these simple questions."

I smirk at Abbie understanding her cheeky remark now. Do you like the person you are when you are with them, and do you even want to try and take things further with either one of them? That's all. Only think about your answer to those two questions, and I'll make sure we have some fun along the way to help keep your mind away also. If something changes it will be fate that makes it happen this time. You think you can handle that?" She gives me an encouraging pat on the shoulder once she's done.

"Yeah, yeah I'll see what I can do, but you better bring the fun, Missy!" I tell her crossing my arms over my chest pouting.

"This week is my final mid-terms at school, but I'm sure I can make something happen between then." Abbie gives me a smile which I take as meaning we are done talking, but not a second later she jumps back in with renewed excitement. "Oh! I do know one thing will be perfectly trouble-stress free, and it's still a few weeks away giving you something to look forward to."

"Tell me Oh Great and Masterful One." I say faking my enthusiasm to match hers.

"Don't go to your parents this year for Thanksgiving. Come to Drakes and spend the day at his place with me instead! Mom and Shawn are going on another mini-vacation, so it's only going to be me and Drake there. Please say you'll come and keep me company! I absolutely cannot die this young from boredom."

I genuinely laugh out loud at Abbie's exaggeration. I turn my body to face hers giving her my first real smile in months.

"Of course I'll come. What are Sistas for?" I ask rhetorically pulling my best friend into my arms for a much needed hug.

With that small little talk and hug I start to feel like myself for the first time in months. All thanks to my life saver Abbie. The Angel of a person I truly did not deserve.

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